5 Minutes Lyrics - Singles - Kirk Knight

I got so much. 

So much fuckin stress on my mind real quick holmes 

Vibe for a nigga real quick, my nigga, you know what I'm saying? 

Word up, word is bond and all that 

(IG: dizzie.d) 

Lust demons get hornier and hornier 

As the kills gets gorier and gorier 

From corridors to corner stores 

Catch him on the block 

With the orphans in the streets 

Violin's playing as another black coffin 

Speaks at the thought 

Of another ignorant phone call 

Who is this calling me at 5: 47 in the morning 

Crack of dawn and why she mourning 

Bittersweet, hit it both ways, now I'm scorching 

First things first, man 

You fucking with your hearse 

So rehearse who you coming at 

Aye aye squintin' at Captain Kirk 

Star trekking, playing my role 

But still follow scenes tread 

Enemies, friend up ahead of me 

Show no empathy 

Get smashed like a centipede 

Sent to energy 

Don't bug me with your sympathy 

You ran a whole train on a bitch 

She still suck a mad dick 

When the clock tick 

As I elect no cause of politic 

Could you picture the damage that we inflict? 

I'm staring at my own, own fucking depth 

Backwoods smoking out my motherfucking chest 

5 minutes to death 

I'm still in bed, get high at rest 

As I arrest the sex pin 

My love reminisce 

Learn to architect, computerize love 

It's that project that'll 

Shock her back to cardiac arrest 

I got some problems that I can't get away from 

If all else fails, know I got my day ones 

I got five on it 

Keep a nigga face numb 

Fuck five on it 

Related 

Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs 

Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke 

Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas" 

My trigger finger get hornier and hornier 

Finger fuck the grip til it spit on a cop 

A warning shot for the warden 

Holla, say the word if you want it 

I'ma bring the ward in 

Peep holes straight through ya doorman 

My sound reach foreign 

Y'all still be local, I'm in this foreign 

My vocals still ain't focal 

Rap game in a chokehold 

I smoke those who don't know 

Who could get lunged in the air by the dope flow 

Matter fact, I flow dope, bars by the boatload 

You said you ready for war, boy I just hope so 

Let me vindicate for all my indicas and negates what I indicate 

Been the great, the Flatbush renegade niggas been afraid 

Squeeze the life out you rap niggas like lemonade 

Yo, Kreeper say the word and I eliminate 

Check Out 

Refresh Your Christmas Playlist With These 10 Modern Holiday Tracks 

Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs 

From MetroLyrics to You: Our Classic Christmas Playlist 

Watch Ariana Grande's Record-breaking Video for 'Thank U, Next'